Today I saw a unicorn, or it might have been a snow plow, in Newberg, Oregon.  If one of your pastimes isn’t following the weather out here (even after I showed you how to access our weather station) then you may not know that we’ve been enjoying some lovely ice storms and temperatures in the 20s. Ironic given that we basically had mud season while we were in Vermont. Storms like this are a rarity in this part of Oregon; enough so that many people can recount each big storm for the last two decades. They just don’t happen that often and as a result we are equipped to handle them about as well as the Deep South. That is to say not at all. Hence the snow plow / unicorn equivalency. We just don’t see them. In fact, this may be the only plow I’ve seen since we moved here in 2006. We’ve been closed for 4 days so it doesn’t feel the same as seeing the first robin in Spring, but it broke the monotony a bit.  Fingers crossed we reopen soon. Anyone else getting cabin fever?  Let us know.  More later…